Jiang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment. He pondered over these words and was still a little shocked.
"You mean, write a novel based on the two of us, with us as the protagonists?"
Will he become the protagonist of a novel one day
"Yes."
Hearing this, Jiang Xingzhou could no longer sit still, and stood up to squeeze Song Ci's stone. Half of Song Ci's butt was almost hanging in the air. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly lifted him up by the waist. When he came to his senses in a daze, the man was already sitting on Jiang Xingzhou's legs.
Song Ci's face suddenly turned red.
She had seen the way they were sitting before. Once when she came here, there was a young couple already sitting here. They were in the same position, but they were sitting on the stone that Jiang Xingzhou was sitting on.
Now she has also become a member of the stinky couple.
If she was at home, she could have treated it normally, but this happened outdoors, and at her alma mater.
Across the lake, she could see the library hidden behind the trees, which made her feel that she was desecrating the sacred place of the school.
"No, let me down." She struggled, but the more she moved, the tighter Jiang Xingzhou's hands held her.
"Someone will come."
Jiang Xingzhou moved his legs deliberately, and Song Ci was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the clothes on his shoulders, fearing that she would fall down.
Jiang Xingzhou said with a smile: "Look, it was you who held me tightly."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: “…”
"Jiang Xingzhou~"
"Okay, okay, come down, come down..."
Every time she called him like that, he lost all interest.
Song Ci was finally able to get down from Jiang Xingzhou's legs, and hurriedly sat on the stone where Jiang Xingzhou had just sat, deliberately sitting a little further away from Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou had no choice but to bring the topic back to the topic.
“So when are you going to write it?”
Song Ci was also struggling with this, and she gave a well-considered answer.
"If I were to officially publish the book, it would probably be finished by now. Now I think I'm tired of writing this normally, so I'd like to change my mind and write something. That's it."
Jiang Xingzhou came over and took her hand, squeezed her palm, and said distressedly: "Then don't tire yourself out, take more rest."
"Yeah~ I will~" Song Ci curled her eyes at him.
Jiang Xingzhou wanted to move closer and squeeze on the same stone with Song Ci, but he had to hold back when he thought of Song Ci. In the end, he just moved closer and kissed Song Ci on the cheek.
His kiss made Song Ci like a frightened little animal. She looked around panickily and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was coming.
In the end, she couldn't help but scold him: "You are still outside, don't do this, others will see you."
Jiang Xingzhou was grinning, and his big smile looked even brighter under the spots of sunlight.
"I know, I know, we'll kiss each other when we get home."
Song Ci glared at him again for speaking so shamelessly, but did not continue, lest he take advantage of the situation to climb up again.
"By the way, Song Song," Jiang Xingzhou asked, "how long will it take you to write this book? Will you write our story for men or women? What if no one reads our story and you fail again?"
Jiang Xingzhou asked a lot of questions in a row, but since he had thought about all these Song Dynasty porcelains, he was not so conflicted.
She answered them one by one in all seriousness: "This book is estimated to be around 2.5 million words. We have already written almost 500,000 words. At the current update speed, it will be finished in about half a year."
Jiang Xingzhou interrupted and said, "Ah, this is too fast. Including Song Song, you have finished writing a book of more than two million words in just eight months.
I've seen many authors of books I've followed only update 4,000 words a day, and they're stuck, testing the waters every day, and even taking one or two days off a month is common. Why don't you, Song Song, stop updating so much and take more rest? "
He picked up the Song Dynasty porcelain at the right time and pressed a loving kiss on the palm of her hand.
His son Song Song has such pretty little hands, but he is reluctant to use them, so how can he give them all to the keyboard
He rubbed the non-existent calluses on Song Ci's fingertips with his thumb and lied with his eyes open: "Look, you have calluses. It doesn't matter if you take a break."
"But... writing it down means money." Song Ci felt a little embarrassed and turned away.
Jiang Xingzhou hypnotized her again: "Then writing 4,000 is also money! 4,000 is money, 10,000 is also money. Of course I want Song Song to relax a little, Song Song~"
Song Ci's ears were red. Was Jiang Xingzhou feeling sorry for her
Finally... is that coquettishness
but…
"But if there are more updates, readers will be happier, there will be more positive feedback, and editors will be willing to give more recommendations." Song Ci is still hesitant.
Knowing that Song Ci had a strong professional ethics, Jiang Xingzhou thought he could make a compromise.
"How about this, you fuck me, that should be ok, right? Ten thousand is too much, Song Song~"
Song Ci wondered what Jiang Xingzhou would do when he found out that it was he who advised his author to update less.
In fact, Jiang Xingzhou also knows it now, but he prefers to stand from the perspective of Song Ci's boyfriend and feel sorry for his girlfriend.
"Six thousand, is that okay?"
"Then... eight thousand?" This time, Song Ci became the one who bargained.
Jiang Xingzhou frowned and shook his head: "No."
Song Ci's face suddenly turned sad, and then she took a step back: "Seven thousand, no less."
"Deal!" Jiang Xingzhou was quite straightforward this time.
I just felt a little regretful. If I had known he would say five thousand, I would have let Song Ci reduce the price to five thousand himself.
But taking down three thousand is a good result.
Although he was so straightforward, Song Ci felt like she had been cheated.
But knowing that Jiang Xingzhou was doing this for her own good, she would not say anything to make herself bored.
She went back to Jiang Xingzhou's previous question.
As for the second question, she had indeed thought about it before, and after some struggle, she finally felt that it would be better to publish it in the female channel.
Firstly, her book has achieved some success and has a fan base. There is always some overlap between the audience of heroine-led novels and the audience of romance novels. The more traffic she can attract, the better. In any case, the book won't flop too badly.
Secondly, as a girl, she is definitely more accustomed to looking at things from a girl's perspective. Moreover, as the prototype, she usually feels from her own perspective. If she is asked to publish in the male channel and write from Jiang Xingzhou's perspective, there will definitely be deviations.
"Jiang Xingzhou, have you ever thought about writing a novel?"
After answering, without waiting for Jiang Xingzhou to speak, Song Ci suddenly asked this question.
Jiang Xingzhou paused for a moment, his expression a little tense.
Cough cough.
How embarrassing.
“I thought about it, but after trying, I couldn’t write more than two sentences.”
It's really embarrassing to tell my girlfriend about such embarrassing things... No way.
No matter how famous a great man is, he or she will have areas that he or she is not good at. So what does it matter if the great Jiang Xingzhou cannot write novels? It is quite normal.
After Jiang Xingzhou convinced himself, he even laughed.
Song Ci: “.”
Fortunately, she didn't know what Jiang Xingzhou was thinking, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as being speechless.
Jiang Xingzhou laughed enough and finally remembered the business: "Why are you asking me this?"
Jiang Xingzhou was a little confused. The question about Song Dynasty porcelain was really nonsensical.
"You don't want me to write a novel, do you?" he asked tentatively.
Song Ci smiled at him with eyes curved: "Right~"
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
Wow, baby, you don’t have to be so happy, right
"Tell me in detail?"
Song Ci explained: "It suddenly occurred to me that I could write a romance novel from my perspective and publish it on the female channel, and then you could write a daily romance novel for men from your perspective and publish it on the male channel."
“Let’s write it together!”
Suddenly it caught fire.
Jiang Xingzhou, one of the parties involved, blinked his eyes in confusion, and blinked again and again.
Why doesn’t Song Ci’s expression change? Are you serious
"Are you serious?" Jiang Xingzhou couldn't believe it.
"Of course, isn't it?"
"I see. One thing requires the full attendance of two books on the website, right?" Jiang Xingzhou gave the ultimate understanding.
Song Ci blushed immediately. What Jiang Xingzhou said was true.
But so what? They are not coming from the same perspective, so their feelings are definitely different!
Song Ci calmed down and nodded solemnly to Jiang Xingzhou again.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?”
"No, my dear Song Ci baby, you seem to have overlooked the most crucial point."
"ah?"
“I can’t write a novel.”
Jiang Xingzhou pointed at himself.
Song Ci's expression froze for a moment. Ah... Jiang Xingzhou seemed to have said this just now.
"It's okay, I can teach you."
Song Ci immediately thanked Jiang Xingzhou for his wise decision. She could now write 3,000 words less every day and could spare some time to teach Jiang Xingzhou how to write novels.
After listening to Song Ci's words, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly felt the pain of shooting himself in the foot.
How did it become like this
"Can I refuse?"
Song Ci's eyelids drooped, and tears seemed to well up in her big, blinking eyes. Jiang Xingzhou didn't know if it was an illusion, but he even saw tears welling up in the corners of Song Ci's eyes.
"Okay, okay, I'll write, I'll write!"
"Really?" Song Ci's expression changed suddenly, and her bright little face was full of smiles. There was no trace of the pitiful look she had just now.
Jiang Xingzhou felt fooled by the quick change of his expression.
Of course you have to pamper your girlfriend even if you have to kneel down to do so.
He nodded.
Jiang Xingzhou was so angry that he stretched out his finger and poked Song Ci's dimple hard.
Really!
Song Ci succeeded, and just looked at him with an embarrassed smile, not daring to speak.
Jiang Xingzhou brought up the previous topic again, and there was one question that Song Ci did not answer.
"What if we fail?"
"It doesn't matter. This is our story, a kind of commemoration. Whether it's popular or not is secondary. If both of us are broke by then, I can write another cool novel to support the family."
Although it may not be as popular as the current one, it is still possible to support a family in Hukou.
Since she said so, Jiang Xingzhou was no longer worried. He stood up and hugged Song Ci.
"I won't be broke. Have you forgotten that I'm a UP host with hundreds of thousands of fans on Bilibili? Cijiang's account also has so many fans, so that kind of situation won't happen."
"Thank you for your hard work, Jiang Jiang~"
Jiang Xingzhou chuckled, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
After hugging for a while and smelling enough of the refreshing scent on Jiang Xingzhou's body, Song Ci urged Jiang Xingzhou to sit back, otherwise he would be seen.
Jiang Xingzhou was helpless. Song Ci had been saying from the beginning that they would be seen, but the two of them had been sitting here for so long and they really hadn't seen a single person.
But Song Ci was thin-skinned, so he could only sit back on the stone.
Song Ci added: “In fact, it will take a long time before it is published. Now that this book has made so much money, we will definitely not be short of money by then.
Besides, didn’t we say we would open a store in Asakawa after the New Year? By next summer, our store will definitely be open, so… there’s really no need to worry about whether the book will flop or not. What’s important is to record the same love story from our two different perspectives.”
"Yes, you are right." Jiang Xingzhou nodded.
"Huh~ Jiang Xingzhou." Song Ci suddenly stretched and looked at the calm lake.
Jiang Xingzhou followed her line of sight and said, "Hmm?"
Song Ci said nothing, and called again: "Jiang Jiang."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xingzhou answered again without getting tired of it.
Song Ci put down her arms and turned her gaze towards him this time, looking a little shyly at him.
Then she whispered, "Boyfriend."
Jiang Xingzhou's eyebrows softened immediately, and he replied in a gentle voice: "Girlfriend."
As soon as he called Song Ci, he looked away embarrassedly.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't force her to look at him. He just stretched and said, "Song Song, call her those names again."
"ah?"
"Call it again."
"Oh..." Song Ci called over one by one in confusion, "Jiang Xingzhou, Jiang Jiang... boyfriend."
"No, call them separately."
"Oh, okay."
Song Dynasty porcelain: "River boat."
Jiang Xingzhou immediately followed up: "Song Dynasty porcelain."
Song Ci turned around in surprise, just in time to meet Jiang Xingzhou's smiling eyes.
She understood what Jiang Xingzhou meant, and felt an indescribable joy in her heart.
She happily called again: "Jiang Jiang~"
Noticing that the tail end of her voice was rising with joy, Jiang Xingzhou shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't hold back his anger.
He replied: "Song Song."
"Boy friend!"
"girlfriend!"
In this mood, Song Ci almost subconsciously continued: "I like you."
Hearing this, Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Song Ci would express her feelings in this place. He was quite surprised.
He naturally expressed his feelings without hesitation: "I like you, too!"
He added: "Jiang Xingzhou likes Song Dynasty porcelain!"
Song Ci looked back again in surprise.
Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, and his expression seemed to say "I'm done, start talking quickly."
Song Ci seemed to be bewitched. She stood up from her stone, came to Jiang Xingzhou, and sat on his legs as if she was at home.
Jiang Xingzhou: “?!”
"Song Song you..."
Song Ci did something even bolder. She kissed Jiang Xingzhou on the mouth, blocking his next words.
After a moment, she stepped back slightly and buried her little head in Jiang Xingzhou's chest.
She said softly, as if whispering, to Jiang Xingzhou's heart: "Song Ci likes Jiang Xingzhou."